Hours away now from a new year and I sit here pondering resolutions, but I know fate delivered my resolutions to me over the past month and it is my duty to continue following through on the work that has already been laid out.
At 16, my mother ran away from home and I strived every day to write her for two years, hoping to convince her to come back to my father and I as she should, or at least as I felt she should. In retrospect, I don’t know if she did us all a favour or not. What I do know is that her actions cannot be changed and they laid the foundation for the choices in my own life. If she had not left I would not have moved thousands of miles away from home to live with relatives and eventually meet my husband, get married, have my children and begin my own life as a mother. Read the rest of this entry »
Mundane Excogitations 